How Dare You Ride Roughshod Over Me!

Bai Yunsheng had not gone out all day. That evening, after getting dressed and preparing to head downstairs, he heard his room door being shoved open rudely.

Feng Tingfan stood in the doorway, bristling with rage. "Bai Yunsheng, what the hell do you mean? You dare ride roughshod over me? Who gave you permission to touch the things in the piano room?"

Bai Yunsheng calmly fastened the cufflink at his wrist. "I don't understand what you're talking about."

"You don't understand?!" Feng Tingfan said as he charged forward. Just as he was about to reach Bai Yunsheng, Bai Yunsheng smiled calmly. "Want to hit me? Didn't your mother warn you about anything?"

Before his rebirth, Bai Yunsheng had lived by reading people's moods and expressions. He understood every member of the Feng Household exceptionally well, even to the point of accurately predicting what they would do next. That could be considered a gift his former self had left for his present self.

Seeing Bai Yunsheng's smile, Feng Tingfan froze where he stood.

"Tingfan, be careful when you go home today. Don't make your father angry."

"I don't know what your eldest brother did, but your father whipped him twice."

"I don't know what happened either. Anyway, be smart. Don't do anything that will upset your father."

Jiang Li's words flashed through Feng Tingfan's mind one by one. His expression changed, and he lowered his raised hand before taking a step back. "Did you do something to my eldest brother?"

Bai Yunsheng made a puzzled sound. "Me? How could that be? Do I have that kind of ability?"

Upon hearing that, Feng Tingfan felt it made some sense. How could Feng Yanshan possibly take action against Feng Zhiyou for someone like Bai Yunsheng?

Subconsciously, Feng Tingfan still thought Bai Yunsheng was the same Bai Yunsheng as before. Although Bai Yunsheng had been giving him a strange feeling lately, Feng Tingfan had always stood high above him and held the upper hand. Instinctively, he had ignored Bai Yunsheng's changes. Even at this moment, he still believed Bai Yunsheng was easy to bully.

Bai Yunsheng fastened the last button. "It should be time for dinner." By the time Feng Tingfan reacted, Bai Yunsheng had already walked out. Only then did he belatedly realize that Bai Yunsheng had led him by the nose. His slightly calmed anger surged up again. "Did I say you could leave?" Feng Tingfan followed him out and violently grabbed Bai Yunsheng's hand. "Who gave you permission to touch the things in my piano room?"

The servant waiting nearby watched anxiously, afraid Feng Tingfan might hit Bai Yunsheng in a fit of temper. He had been attending to Bai Yunsheng all day and had already noticed that Bai Yunsheng was no longer the person he had been before, not someone who could be casually ignored. If these two came to blows, wouldn't he, the hired help, be the one to suffer?

Bai Yunsheng staggered a few steps from the pull. "You mean the plants in the piano room? I don't like anything with soil in my piano room."

Bai Yunsheng's words instantly provoked Feng Tingfan. Feng Tingfan immediately shouted, "Yours? You think you deserve it? Bai Yunsheng, just a few days without a beating and you don't know who you are anymore?" He was about to strike when the servant rushed over and caught the hand Feng Tingfan had swung down. "Second Young Master! The young master is injured. Chairman Feng specifically instructed that nothing else must happen to him!"

Feng Tingfan shot the person blocking him a vicious glare. "What the hell are you?" He released Bai Yunsheng's hand and turned to hit the servant instead.

"Second Brother!" Bai Yunsheng suddenly called out. "You can't make Father angry again."

The wind from his palm swept past, lifting several loose strands of hair over the servant's forehead. That hand stopped just an inch away.

Bai Yunsheng rubbed his reddened wrist. "Father gave me the piano room so I could practice. If you're unhappy about it, you can talk to Father. There's no need to hit me, and no need to take your anger out on someone else."

"After all, in this household, Father should have the final say in everything, shouldn't he?"

Feng Tingfan looked at Bai Yunsheng's increasingly fair and handsome face and roared, "Bullshit!"

"What did he say wrong?!" A commanding voice suddenly came from behind Feng Tingfan. Feng Tingfan shuddered all over, and the vicious aura around him vanished in an instant. He turned around to see Feng Yanshan staring at him with a dark expression. He opened his mouth to argue, but Feng Yanshan spoke again. "Tell me, then. Which word your younger brother said was wrong?"

Feng Yanshan took several steps forward.

"Dad, why are you here? Weren't you downstairs?"

Feng Yanshan glanced at Bai Yunsheng. "Do I need to report my whereabouts to you?" Then he lifted a hand. "Take Second Young Master to the basement and temper his character. Let him learn who calls the shots in the Feng Household. Every last one of you has forgotten your own surname. Have you forgotten who your father is?" At the command, the servants moved toward Feng Tingfan. Feng Tingfan instinctively wanted to find Jiang Li, but he was dragged downstairs.

The basement—every time Bai Yunsheng came out of there, he looked as though every bone in his body had been pulled out.

Though Feng Tingfan did not know what was so terrifying about a basement, he still instinctively resisted it.

"Dad!"

"Dad, I don't want to go."

"Dad! You can't send me to that place just because of Bai Yunsheng! Dad!"

Feng Tingfan's voice grew fainter and fainter until it could no longer be heard. Only then did Feng Yanshan speak again, his voice turning cold. "Yunsheng." His gaze was probing as he looked him over several times. "From now on, you..."

Bai Yunsheng did not know what Feng Yanshan was about to say, but he was certain he would not like it, so he interrupted, "Father, Mr. Meng invited our whole family to his house for lunch tomorrow."

The heavy gaze pressing down on Bai Yunsheng immediately lightened somewhat.

Feng Yanshan's eyes shifted, and his tone suddenly softened. "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

"Mr. Meng only just told me as well. I had planned to go downstairs and tell you, Father, but Second Brother delayed me for a while." He paused for a few seconds after saying that. "Mr. Meng said the whole family, so Second Brother..."

"He'll stay there and reflect properly!" Then his tone changed. "Yunsheng, do you know Chairman Meng's preferences? It's our first time visiting, so we should prepare something. Right, what else did Chairman Meng say?" Father and son chatted as they headed downstairs. From afar, they looked like a picture of familial harmony.

The moment they entered the dining room, they saw Feng Zhiyou sitting some distance away. He looked terrible. Hearing the commotion, he merely glanced over before withdrawing his gaze.

Bai Yunsheng naturally swept his gaze around. Jiang Li was absent. "Mr. Meng also asked about my preferences and dietary restrictions."

The fine lines around Feng Yanshan's eyes relaxed slightly. "Come, Yunsheng. Sit beside Father."

When Jiang Li entered, she saw Feng Yanshan serving Bai Yunsheng food.

Jiang Li appeared to have just returned from shopping. Her clothes and jewelry were all new, and even her hair had just been styled. She suppressed the dissatisfaction and surprise in her heart and naturally sat on the other side. "Where's Tingfan?"